Runaway

Kidnapped

Maya

I ran down the road tears streaming down my face and little sobs coming from my chest.

I think it's wrong to feel good and happy when my mom just died the other day. It feels wrong to do that to her. Like I should be grieving instead of ignoring these feelings.

I listened to the rhythmic pattern of my feet hitting the pavement and instantly calmed down. The rhythm was hypnotic.

Soon I slowed down and sat on the edge if the road. Resting my forehead on my knees.

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I must've dozed off because it was dusk now and before the sun was out and shining. I must've been sleeping for maybe three hours.

I rubbed my neck trying to work the kink out but it remained so I just left it alone and stood up. There were a few cars coming down the road but none seemed to notice me so I just walked down the road back to Jesse's house.

After a few minutes passed I felt the hairs on the back of my neck rise and I looked around feeling like I was being watched, but no body was around so I shrugged it off and continued walking down the road. That is until a car stopped in front of me.

I stopped and considered running but I was frozen in place. The passenger door opened and one booted foot was placed on the road like a death sentence the other foot followed and soon the man was walking towards me.

I slowly backed away in fear.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here? A little rabbit wandering the road alone? Tisk, tisk. We cannot have this. He then smiled a evil toothy grin. " Boys get her. "

Someone came up from behind me and grabbed me under my arms.

I started kicking and screaming. "Let me go!" I heard a menacing laugh come from the guy behind me and I kicked him in the nuts from behind. He grunted and released me but right when I thought I could get away and run someone else grabbed me and pinned my arms to my sides, picking me up.

"Your going to regret that." I heard the man mutter. Then a bag was put over my face and I was tied from behind and thrown into the back of his truck. I was kicking and screaming the entire way and I felt someone slap me and yell. "Shut up you pig!"

I whimpered and shut up I heard and felt all the doors close then loud rock music blared through the speakers in the car. No body would be able to hear me screaming now. So I just laid there quietly staring up at the blackness of the bag waiting till the car stopped and I could escape..